Several times the phone rang loudly in Jonathan's hand. And then the automatic call operator consequently announced a busy line spiel. His companions furrowed their brows and looked at one another.
"Mr. Ching is a difficult man. He is greedy and only thinks of his gains. But, why would he trust teenagers to pretend to be the owners of his business? From what I could remember, he is hands-on with everything in his company," one of the men expressed his doubt.
Jonathan released a long sigh. "There is no need to bother the old man. He may not be in district 7 right now. Perhaps, that boy had just the same last name as him."
"That's right! I don't think old man Ching would send his son to study in this district. The profile says this boy is a senior high school student. It's probably just a mere coincidence," his companions supported.